After His Bride Left, the Sword Venerable's Dao Heart Shattered

New novel launching June 19: [Pregnant with My Ex-Husband's Brother's Baby] =3= The untouchable beauty breaks her vows | Both leads are virgins | Rekindled love Honest junior sister who takes another woman's place x abstinent senior brother who follows the ruthless path Senior Brother Jiang Muxue is a heaven-blessed prodigy and the greatest swordsman of his generation. I'm just an ordinary outer sect disciple, with terrible spiritual roots. After ten years of cultivation, I still haven't established my foundation. I know there's no comparison between me and Jiang Muxue. If his fiancée, Tang Wan, hadn't eloped with the Demon Lord, I would never have had a chance to get close to him. That day, Jiang Muxue fought the Demon Lord to reclaim his fiancée, and his sword bones were accidentally shattered. He fell forever into the Bewitching Dream Formation. The sect leader valued his talent and couldn't bear to let Jiang Muxue die in the formation. Since I resemble Tang Wan somewhat, the sect leader ordered me to pretend to be her, give Senior Brother a beautiful dream, and lure him out of the formation. Once the mission was complete, the sect leader would help me establish my foundation and grant me cultivation. From then on, at the sect leader's command, I entered the illusion and cared for my lost Senior Brother in every possible way. - Inside the dream formation, Jiang Muxue and I shared a bed and pillow, talked late into the night, and I fulfilled every duty a wife should, even sharing physical intimacy with him. I knew perfectly well that Jiang Muxue's tenderness and affection for me were only because of this face of mine, enchanted to look like Tang Wan's. He had no feelings for me at all. I had to stay vigilant, hold fast to myself, and never lose myself in the role. The day Jiang Muxue found his soul again, I could finally leave with my task complete. - But that illusion was merely a springtime dream for Senior Brother. For a low-level cultivator like me, however, I entered it in my real body. Jiang Muxue's tenderness, Senior Brother's kisses, his warmth, all left their marks on me. I was Senior Brother's wife for seven whole years. - Seven years in the dream amounted to just one month outside it. A month later, Tang Wan returned to the sect, having admitted her mistake. Tang Wan inherited my memories from the illusion and treated Jiang Muxue with great care. Senior Brother and Senior Sister were a match made in heaven, and after weathering all manner of romantic trials, they ended up together. They were the envy of everyone. They would be getting married soon, while I was nothing but an insignificant stand-in. Senior Brother had long since left the past behind. Now that he had awakened from the dream, I shouldn't stay lost in it either. - On the day of Jiang Muxue's wedding, I watched the rosy clouds blaze like fire across the sky as birds came to offer their congratulations. So they really were a perfect match. Even the Heavenly Dao was celebrating their union. All I wanted was to go home. I'd heard that if my soul were completely destroyed, I could find the way back. I wasn't afraid at all, and walked straight into the killing formation. I thought I would die alone, but at the moment I was about to be reduced to ashes, a long sword as white as snow thrust down from the sky. I recognized it as Jiang Muxue's personal sword. Senior Brother wore his crimson wedding robes, graceful and elegant, just as he had been in the dream. He walked toward me, step by step. On his wedding day, Jiang Muxue had actually left his bride behind and chased after me with his sword. “Senior Brother.” I couldn't understand why Jiang Muxue had come. But it was so hard to wish him happiness with my own lips. I pretended to smile, but the pain had already made it hard to speak. I racked my brains and managed to force out just one sentence. “Congratulations on your wedding, Senior Brother. May you be happy together for a hundred years... Perhaps our paths will cross again someday.” I had to go, even if I couldn't leave with any dignity. Jiang Muxue's phoenix eyes were cold and clear. “Liu Guanchun.” “If you're my wife, why are you leaving me?” At last, he remembered everything, but I didn't even have a remnant of my soul left. I wanted to apologize to him, but in the end, I ran out of time... I died in the year Senior Brother loved me most. (The main story is told in third person and includes a rebirth storyline. Pure love, and both leads are virgins~) [Reading Guide] (1) An ordinary, hardworking, sunny girl x a heaven-blessed sword prodigy. My take on cultivation; many settings are original inventions, and the story comes first. (2) Angsty entanglements, a groveling ex, rekindled love. I've been enjoying writing old-fashioned melodrama lately. (3) The focus is on romance, with a slow-burn everyday pace. The heroine isn't strong. (4) The male lead is pure in body and heart, and belongs only to the heroine. He always knows the heroine isn't a stand-in. The heroine agrees to marry him because she loves him. Please don't vilify her; the story explains more later. (5) There are evil male and female supporting characters, and the villains aren't limited to one gender. If that's not your thing, feel free to stop reading. (6) Many things that might seem strange will be properly explained later. Please don't jump to conclusions before finishing the story, thanks. (7) The blurb was screenshotted on Weibo on 24.10.28. All rights reserved. Unauthorized copying and plagiarism will be pursued. Please add my upcoming novel to your collection~ [After I Die, My Sword Master Senior Brother Turns Dark] (The main story is told in third person.) Senior Brother is noble and radiant, gentle and refined, and an unparalleled swordsman, truly the greatest in the Sword Sect. Countless female cultivators are in love with him. But he always keeps his distance from everyone because he and I were promised to each other when we were children. Senior Brother and I grew up together. He was the child husband my parents found for me. No matter how willful or unreasonable I was, Senior Brother always indulged and protected me. So I came to believe that we loved one another, and that we were destined to grow old together, sharing a bed in life and a grave in death. - One day, the Heavenly Dao gave birth to a demon, and Senior Brother was ordered to descend the mountain and purge the evil. I tied the safety charm I'd sewn myself around his neck and told him, “Senior Brother, be careful.” I didn't tell him that I had prayed before the Buddha, hoping he would return victorious so we could marry soon. Senior Brother must have been happy too. He had always been reserved and self-possessed, but for the first time, he kissed my forehead. I heard that Senior Brother had wiped out the demons in a single battle, and that the demoness Ji Xi, unable to withstand the Sword Sect cultivators, had vanished from the world. Senior Brother returned, but he also brought back a badly wounded woman. I wasn't jealous. I thought there must be a reason, and I had to trust him. Senior Brother was always kind and cared about the world. Perhaps that woman was simply one of the many people who had earned his compassion. I kept my willful temper in check, watched from the sidelines, and saw Senior Brother do many things for her that he had once done for me. He cared for her day and night, fed her medicine, offered her candied fruit, and picked the first flower of early spring for her... Senior Brother stopped asking when we would marry, stopped teaching me, and stopped sparring with me. I was frightened and uneasy. I thought Senior Brother no longer loved me. Until one day, the woman's demonic aura surged. It turned out she was the demoness Ji Xi. Senior Brother was a cultivator, yet he disregarded the common people and hid a demoness. He went down the mountain with Ji Xi and fled from place to place. When no one could find him, they put their hopes in me. I activated our Dao Companion Pact and found Senior Brother. I wanted to persuade him to turn back and begged him to remember the affection we'd once shared. But all I heard was the dull sound of a blade piercing flesh. My hands and feet trembled with pain. I looked down and saw that the Hengtian Sword I'd given him was buried deep in my chest. My consciousness grew hazy. I stared blankly at the old safety charm hanging from Senior Brother's waist. My chest hurt so much. I cried out, “Senior Brother,” but this time his tenderness was no longer for me. - Only after I died did I learn that Ji Xi was the Heavenly Dao's daughter. She had been ordered to win over the world's strongest figures, and Senior Brother had merely been controlled by the System, which muddled his mind and made him kill me. But what did that matter? After being reborn, I no longer pined for Senior Brother. In this life, I ended my marriage pact with him early, left the sect, and joined another mountain sect. I knew Senior Brother had his own fate to fulfill. He would grow old with the heroine, Ji Xi Muxue. The day the demons were to be purged arrived, and the world descended into chaos. My swordsmanship was poor, so I fled through the turmoil. One time, just as I was about to die at the hands of a demon, a fierce sword light split the sky and earth. It was Senior Brother, charging in with the Hengtian Sword. Demonic energy surrounded him, and he was covered in blood. Senior Brother pulled me into his arms, his whole body trembling. Just as he had in my previous life, he kissed my forehead, his phoenix eyes wet with tears. He pulled back his sleeve. Countless sword scars had cut deep into his wrist bone. He had been tracing the flower of our Dao Companion Pact, but he could no longer make it shine. Senior Brother kissed me humbly, and asked through his tears, “Our marriage pact... could we try again, just one more time?” [Reading Guide] ① Senior Brother x Junior Sister. This pairing doesn't change, but there will be a groveling ex storyline. ② Both leads are virgins, so don't worry. Senior Brother was a virgin even in his previous life. Theme: Even in adversity, flowers can bloom.